Thanks for the reviews. These were posted quick cause they were already written, I am not done with the rest of it because I wasn't sure if it was worth it, but I will finish it and post as I go. Thanks.

Flashback:

It was a week after they got married, Nathan woke up and searched his cupboards for some cereal.

"HALEY!!!!" he yelled causing her to jump up and come running.

"What happened? Are you ok?" were the questions coming out of her mouth as she jogged down the hallway towards the kitchen. She let out a little giggle as she saw him standing there staring into an empty cabinet with a goofy "Where is all the food?" look on his face.

"Uh, where is the food?" he asked her as she stood there laughing at him. "Hey it's not funny! Some of us like to eat." He joked pointing to her tiny frame.

"Sweetie, I know you like to eat that's why we have to no food." He didn't laugh. "Look I got paid last night we can go to the store."

"Wait, WE, as in you AND me?"

"Yes!" she replied as if it were obvious.

"See I thought marriage meant you do the girly stuff i.e. shopping, cooking, cleaning… and I do the manly stuff like fixing, scratching, grunting, and video games!"

"Scratching and grunting? Who are you Tim Allen? And hot shot I have never seen you fix a thing in your life. Who put together the CD shelf? Me? That's what I thought. Now if you want more then skim milk, Special K, granola bars, and boxes of Mac 'n Cheese then I suggest you go with me, or you starve."

He looked intently at her, just stared and nothing more. Then he walked over to the table by the door, picked up the keys and said "Fine, lets go."

They drove to the grocery store, silent, just listening to the radio.

"You know, I've never been to the grocery store before." He told her.

"You are so spoiled, my mom made me and my sisters get up super early on Sundays and go with her." She laughed. "You know, there is a first time for everything I guess."

"Yeah, I guess so. And, I was not spoiled; I liked to call it privileged."

"You are absolutely ridiculous. I'll give you privileged."

He stopped the car and they stepped out. The doors opened. "You can push the cart honey." Haley said as he grabbed one and pushed it along.

They walked up and down the aisles. They grabbed milk, orange juice, eggs, bread and some other key items. They made it to the cereal aisle and Nathan stood there in wonder.

"Haley, were you aware there are like 30 different types of cereal here?"

"Yes sweetheart."

"I never knew, I've been eating a bowl of Lucky Charms every day in the morning since I was twelve. If I would have known maybe I would have delved into something else."

"Would you just pick one so we can move on please?" she asked as she picked out her own and put it in the cart.

"Yeah just give me a minute." He replied and walked further down the aisle staring at the several shelves of cereal boxes.

"I'll be in the next aisle over." She replied, but he didn't hear her.

20 minutes later he finally chose a box and put it in the cart, he walked around looking for her "Haley, Hales." he yelled.

"Nathan, try the magazine aisle." She shouted back.

And there she was sitting on the ground with a tiny basket full of a few other items they needed.

"Thank god, lets go." She said as she got up of the floor.

"What?" he asked as she glared at him.

She took the cart and got in a line. She saw a magazine she didn't have time to start and threw it in with the rest of the items. She didn't say a word to him until after they got home and brought the groceries in the house. As the last bag was brought in she walked to the bathroom. When she came out Nathan looked at her and said "Um Hales are you forgetting something?"

"Oh no Nathan, you can put those away, sitting in the magazine aisle for TWENTY minutes while you picked out cereal really tired me out." She told him as she pulled out the box of Lucky Charms. "Remind me to NEVER EVER take you shopping again." She huffed to him and grabbed the magazine she never got to read and sat down on the couch.

"I told you I should do the manly things" he simply replied to her then started putting everything away.

'That was a really good day' he thought in his head, 'However I am so glad I never had to go back.' He laughed. This caused Peyton to look up.
"What are you laughing about?" she asked Nathan a little concerned he'd gone crazy due to all the emotions.

"Memories." He stated simply.

"Oh." She told him as she put her head back on her shoulder, thinking of how all the distinct memories she had with Lucas were just as painful as this night.

2 hours had finally passes since he last looked at the clock the first time. The rain was coming down harder now as he stared out the big window to the right of him. He wondered if he was ever going to hear anything about his wife and child. He was beginning to worry more now that something terrible had happen. He took himself back to the rain. 'Remember the good times in the rain. Maybe it's a sign." He thought about how he purposed to her in the rain, how they made up in the huge rain storm, how they made the rain that night on the football field the night they knew for sure, as if they didn't know before, they couldn't live without each other. 'Maybe it's a sign' he repeated in his mind, 'Maybe it's a sign!" He was snapped from his thoughts when he heard the doors open that were to the left. He whipped his head around to see Lucas' doctor.

"Your brother is very lucky." He state matter-o-factly "He pulled through but will be unconscious for the next several hours. You are aloud to go see him one at a time if you'd like. Room 438." Then he walked away. Telling him he'd be back if they had any further questions.

Nathan looked at Peyton. "Go ahead, I need to stay here." He told her.

"Yeah, I'll stay with Nate. He needs you P. Sawyer." Brooke told her then nudged her head for her to go.

Peyton didn't hesitate and made her way to his room, she became smaller and smaller until she vanished through a door on her right. Just then the same door opened once again. Nathan was quick to his feet having no regard towards Brooke's hand.

"How is she, tell me she's ok." Nathan pleaded.

"She's a fighter Nathan. Pulled through really well."

All Nathan could do was sigh, and then his thoughts quickly turned to his son.

"And the baby?"

"We tried. He certainly is like his mother. It was close but he's doing remarkably well for the trauma he endured."

"Oh thank you God." He practically yelled. "Can I see her?" he asked.

"One at a time, she doesn't need any commotion or stress right now. She needs to rest and we need to keep a close eye on her and your son. She's up a floor in room 588."

Nathan practically ran to the elevator leaving Brooke and Dr. Sherman in the dust. Brooke quickly followed adding a 'thank you' as she passed the doctor. When they stepped on the elevator Nathan's smile practically jumped right off his face, he stepped over to Brooke and gave her a huge hug, spinning her around making her let out a little yell. He let out huge 'YES' and fist pump like he just scored a game winning three pointer. Right now he was happy, right now he just wanted to see his wife, he wanted to go home and start his family.

'584, 585, 586, 587, Thank You 588!' he practically ran in, he knew she wasn't going to be awake, but he kissed her anyway. He took her hand and sat in the chair right next to her bed.

"Oh thank you, thank you, you're alright. We're gonna be alright. Everything is going to be alright." Then he sat in silence just like when he was in the waiting room, but this time with less hatred towards himself, although there was more remembering.